This is a song about "Absence"

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Meaning not present like absence of the wheelchair's presence

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Told their false thirst for death dies in his absence/

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

Because the darkness, is just, the absence of light

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Wish i could be loved from all the people but that would be absence

And not let your absence phase me

Dc, man over money

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

Stitching lyrical sutures, i know my absence wounds ya